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Pete Gautchier

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Memoirs of an Angry Sentinel Who Took Pride in His Grisly Work

Prompt: Include the line “I thought you were dead” or “We buried you” in your story. Memoirs of an Angry Sentinel Who Took Pride in His Grisly Work The weather today was much like any other day this time of the season. The sun dimly peaked just above the horizon behind a few feathery clouds. The air was crisp but soon would warm with the rising sun.I stood at my watch like any other soldier, but I was also in charge of a few armed soldiers. It was only a couple of days before the town would be swarmed with thousands of revelers celebrating...

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Lacking a Wispy Identity

Weekly Contest #377

Prompt: Write a story from the POV of a ghost. Write a ghost story where the ghost isn't the scariest thing in it. Lacking a Wispy Identity It was all Hallow’s Eve. The streets were bustling with kids and teenagers dressed for the season of trick or treat. I was just floating around, minding my own business when this kid dressed as a creepy ghoul has the nerve to tell me, “You are supposed to scare people! You are a pathetic, lame ghost! I can scare more kids than you. My unlaundered bed sheet even scares the jeepers out of my mom.” “Li...

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You Say Yummy-I Say Sinister

Weekly Contest #376

Prompt: Write a story about a misunderstood monster You Say Yummy-I Say Sinister The air is brisk. The leaves on the trees are turning vibrant oranges, reds, and yellows. The winds are howling at night. Could it possibly be wolves in the forest that are howling at the moon? No, it’s just the neighborhood kids on the prowl screaming at the top of their lungs. It is Halloween night and the little monsters are seeking to devour any confectionary morsels given to them by smiling residents who succumb to their cutesy, monster-like costumes. Eac...

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Freddie and the Wobbly Day Full of Prognostications

Weekly Contest #375

Prompts: Write about a character who ignores every warning. Secondary prompt: Set your story on a day when everything feels slightly wrong. Freddie and the Wobbly Day Full of Prognostications Bzzzz. Bzzzz. Clatter. Clunk. “Geez. I think I just broke my alarm clock! Man, this is not a good a start to my day! I feel so discombobulated. My brain is wacky. My legs are wobbly. I shouldn’t be feeling this way. I am supposed to be an eleven-year-old in good health. Look at me, talking to my dog.” Shrimpy jumps on the bed. “Hey Shrimpy boy, easy ...

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Freddie and the Secret, the Key, and Something Much More

Weekly Contest #374

Prompt: Include the words "My lips are sealed" or "Don’t tell anyone" in your story. Secondary prompts: Write a story that includes something secret in it. Freddie and the Secret, the Key, and Something Much More It was almost noon when I glanced at my multipurpose scuba wristwatch. Unfortunately, there was no function on it that could release me from the predicament I found myself in. The chair I was chained to had no padding and my derriere was flat as a pancake. It throbbed mercilessly as did my heart. I was obviously in big trouble. I ...

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Freddie and the Goopy People

Weekly Contest #373

Prompts: Write about a character who notices something others cannot — or refuse to — see. Include the line “You’re imagining things” or “You’re lying” in your story. Freddie and the Goopy People Looking far back in my life as a little guy of eight, my mama would constantly say “Freddie, you are my gift from the heavenly clouds above.” If it was a way to keep my behavior in check it worked. I really tried to be good for mama. I really believed I could do nothing to upset her and as the expression goes, “I didn’t want to push the enve...

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Worry. Hope. Worry. What's it Going to Get You?

Weekly Contest #372

Prompts: Write about a character who wakes up in the middle of the night or is unable to sleep. Write about a character who can’t stop checking something. Worry. Hope. Worry Some More. What’s it Going to Get You? “My flesh feels like it is melting off my bones. It is ghastly hot in here. My sweat is pouring down my face. Yeah, my furry friend, I guess I am your water fountain for the midnight hours. Stop licking my face. Did anyone ever tell you your breath smells like day old tuna?Well at least I have someone to engage in conversation, al...

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Freddie and A Walk Down Memory Lane

Weekly Contest #371

Prompt: Set your story in an empty hospital, school, or office building. Freddie and a Walk Down Memory Lane Time entry: 06, 06.66.6,666,666 F (in an abyss where flies collect). A sinister hissing voice can be heard. “That Freddie boy will not be the end of me. Nope! No way! Well, it can’t be my end, at least not yet. I have some time before the world is caput and my time ends. Hmmm, he is venturing out to a place where he could be most vulnerable. Maybe his jaunt down memory lane will be his demise after a little bit of hiss hiss-tory! ...

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When Your Love is for Someone Else

Weekly Contest #369

Prompt: Write a story in which grief shows itself in an unexpected way or becomes a tangible object. When Your Love is for Someone Else “Nothing I say or do seems to help,” I said to my therapist. “I am at my wit’s end. Patty’s drowning in her grief and nothing can rescue her from the tidal wave of despair that has grabbed ahold of her. It grieves me to see my daughter spiraling out of control. My daughter’s grief has changed into bitter hatred for me! I know she was so close to her Nana. Patty and my mom seemed to have had a unique bon...

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Freddie and the Pretzel called Bigmouth

Weekly Contest #368

Prompt: Write a story from the point if view of a magical being or creature. Freddie, and the Pretzel Called Bigmouth Journal Entry, 06, 06, 6,666,666a (in an abyss where “flies” collect) I think I’ll just let the kid write his story. This kid is a menace to me. I think I’ll buzz around him to ensure he captures the essence of our encounter. Maybe I can trick him later. Journal Entry; June 6th, 1966 (my room) Dear Diary, Boy, this pesky fly in my room is driving me crazy as I write this. I survived today but I looked into my mirror an...

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More Than Clutter-The Junkyard of My Life

Weekly Contest #367

Prompt: Start or end your story with a character closing a door, literally or metaphorically. More Than Clutter- the Junkyard of My Life The APS agents were at my doorstep. With the security chain link still attached to the door, I cautiously cracked it open. I knew why they were here. One of the agents said, “Mam, we’re here from the Adult Protection Service. You are being served an abatement order to clean up your property outside your house. You have one week to comply with this writ or else face fines and possible eviction from your h...

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Peddling the Truth

Weekly Contest #366

Prompt: Write a story with an unreliable narrator or character. Peddling the Truth A crowd is gathering on the city street in front of a pop-up kiosk. A street vendor is screeching in a high-pitched voice. I watched and listened as he droned on… “Hear ye hear ye, have I got a product for you! Do you suffer from a rumbly tummy? Has the food you’ve eaten made you feel crummy? Are you expelling burps and feeling nauseous? Other remedies list side effects warning you to be cautious. Full of bloating gas that is stuck in the midsection befo...

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No Gold, No Fish, Just Follow Me

Weekly Contest #365

Prompt: Write a story about two rivals/enemies forced to work together. No Gold, No Fish Just Follow Me All I do every day is fish. I just love to fish. As you can guess it is my livelihood. Tilapia is my mainstay catch. Whether breakfast, lunch or dinner, tilapia is my main entrée. Like any business, it requires an investment of time, energy and money. My time is generally my own except when my mother-in-law demands some of it to do chores. I guess she has a right since my wife, and I invited her to live with us. We created the si...

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How Can This Be?

Weekly Contest #364

Prompt: Write a story that includes the line(s) “No one will believe you.” How Can This Be? I awoke to rocks and debris tumbling around me. The skies were pitch black. Lightening coursed its way through the sky. The earth was shaking. I felt like I was on my boat adrift in the sea tossed by unrelenting waves. I had been laying just outside the entrance to a small cave. Dirt and small stones covered more than half my body. Using a vine that clung to the surface of the surrounding hill, I pulled myself out of that shroud of earth. The...

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Forgetful Freddie

Weekly Contest #363

Prompt: Begin or end your story with someone standing in the rain or snow. Secondary Prompt: Center your story around a character who is struggling with something no one else in their life knows about. Forgetful Freddie As the kids in my neighborhood would say, “it’s raining cats and dogs today.” I bet most of them would be outside splashing in huge puddles like they were spending a day at the beach. I saw no dogs or cats falling from the sky. Instead for me it was a cold heavenly dam that burst because I was standing in the middle of i...

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